Andrea K. Höst

“Such an Ibisian scene: both their faces were formal masks, their posture correct, pain kept inside where it cut deeper.”

“...sitting at the single table in a disreputable pile of lumber mistakenly called a building.”

“I blame Doctor Who. Mr Spock. The Scooby Gang: both the ones in the Mystery Machine and the ones with the stakes. I've spent my life with stories of people who don't walk away, who go back for their friends, who make that last stand. I've been brainwashed by Samwise Gamgee.”

“We would never have met," he explained, voice dropping to a husky note. "I would have gone about my life and not thought I was missing anything. You would have – you would have painted obsessively, all those transformative images, and I would be someone unimagined and unknown, and I cannot decide whether it would be trite to call that a tragedy or if I should resent you for making this – all this death – somehow bearable, tolerable for the tenuous joy I have gained. You steal my anger and leave me dazed."He stopped, took a shaking breath, then laughed."I sound like Pan's understudy, failing to channel Shakespeare. There's no way to do more than guess what would have happened if Fisher Charteris and Madeleine Cost met one day in a world which had never feared dust, any more than we can be certain of surviving two years, or two days. I can't speak to what-ifs, but I know I will always be glad to have been here in this moment with you.”

“Can you truly tell me, you with your heart leaping over itself in fright, that you can be my lover? My friend and helpmeet, my comfort and passion? Because I would not accept less.”

“A metric fuckton of dumb so epically mind-destroyingly beyond a bad idea that there's not a chance they would go there.”

“I'm out of tissues for toilet paper too. History notes just aren't....up to scratch”

“I walked into adventure and adventure has given me blisters.”